Laura traced a line down the girl's smooth, mocha-brown cheek with one fingertip. "That hasn't changed, at least." You remember that pale yellow under...ear I had on that night when I showed you my evening dress?" Sholandra asked, coquettish and alluring now.She had a deeply sensual, fuck-me look in her eyes that was devastating to Laura, who could remember everything. The yellow underwear against Sholandra's smooth, molasses-colored skin had been an unforgettable sight. She recalled the dark. Not for the first time Fred marveled at the staging of these covers: always showing a little more than they should but a little less than what would get them in trouble. He read the title: Penthouse. Ah, he knew Penthouse.“And I found THIS!” Frida continued as she opened the second Barbie comic. There was of course another girly magazine inside, this time with not one but two sexy girls on the cover, one black and one white. Fred read the title: High Society. He didn’t know this one. The girls. They also took note as to where she had her finger. It was still buried in her black tuft of pussy hair.'Oh no, ' Betty thought. 'Ronnie didn't like it. Hope she doesn't blab this to others.'Midge, Nancy and Cricket were also having similar thoughts about Veronica's motives for her outburst. They were sure that she got freaked at their act of lesbianism and that their secret would no longer be a secret much longer.Veronica didn't give any of them a chance to cool down. She got up and streaked. . my juices flowing like a river from my pussy, my nipples pinched between his firm fingers... I couldn't believe how good his fucking me felt. It was wonderful... so truly pleasurable as wave after wave of orgasm racked my body only making me thrust my hips to meet his cock thrusting into me."I love you Mary Deanna"... broke through my reverie and I opened my eyes to see Joe between my legs with a look of pure delight on his face as he gave me the best Fucking of our marriage. A Fucking that.